Requests open!
-If you're wondering, I don't do Lemons, but I can do Smuts.. Sorry-
I don't own anything but the story.
The guide:
(Y/N) = Your name.
(F/C) = Favorite Color.
(E/C) = Eye Color.
(F/S) = Favorite Song.
(H/L) = Hair Length.
(H/C) = Hair...
Note: I apologize I have not updated for a few days, nobody has been requesting, and I need an ideas for preferences. This takes place just a short time after the gang departs from Arus during season one. Anyways, enjoy!
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Your Point of View
I paced around for what felt like hours as the Paladins talked about their home planet, Earth. I don't remember anything about my home planet, my family, or my childhood.
I could feel my eyes start to dully burn a light red and my hair nipped a warm light yellow. Before I exploded, I stomped out of the room, feeling everyone's eyes on me. It's always been like that. Everywhere I go, all eyes have been on me.
I growl and walk right into the Purple Lions hanger, leaning on one of the paws. The red tint of my eyes slowly faded away along with the warmth of my hair as the Purple Lion purred, calming me down like a song.
"Thanks Vi." I say, a cool mood falling over me.
My Lion purred in response, only making the pull of sleep harder.
"She went into the Purple Lions hanger, I swear!" Lance shrieked, making my anger flair up once more.
I growl and stomp out of the room once more, my hair practically in flames and my eyes burning a deep red. A large cool hand was placed on my shoulder, making me turn around, glaring at the responsible person.
"What do you want Shiro?" I ask, pulling my shoulder out of his grasp.
"We want to help you, (Y/N)." He said, giving me a very unfamiliar soft look that only made my flame brighten.
"Well I just want some peace and quiet. You guys know absolutely nothing about me if you don't know that." I snarl, turning back around and walking to my Lions Hanger, sticking a large KEEP OUT sign on the doorway.
***
I was doing some tinkering on a low part of my Lion, when Keith and Lance walked right into the hanger, arguing.
The worst part, it scared the ever living shit out of me, making me hit my head and curse, so loudly.
I sit up, walking to the boys, rubbing my head with a pissed look on my face.
"What do you want." I ask coldly, my eyes glowing a dark red
"On second thought, we'll come back later." The boys ran after that.
***
"So what's your sob story?" Lance asks me, making me raise an eyebrow.
"What sob story?" I ask, confusing everyone. "Nothing to it, really. Hardly remember nothing. Except for not being able to trust anyone, hardly remember my parents, my potential friends, or my childhood. There's nothing to sob about. Although I do get possible flashbacks, I never mind them. But I do remember trying to look for my parents, I used to have abandonment issues. So I never really connected with anyone."
At this point, my anger from earlier vanished and was replaced by a feeling I couldn't really comprehend. But I kept talking.
"I do remember a girl, we used to be..."I suddenly got choked up, "We used to be sisters. She was the only one I could connect with, but one day, she said she had to take care of something, but never came back."
I could feel the tips of my hair turn a light blue as the emotion I was feeling was called 'Sadness'. And the water like substance coming from my eyes were called tears.
I look up with a scared face, "Will you guys help me find her?"
Getting no response flared my anger up pretty quickly, so I got up and stormed out of the room. I did what I normally do when this happens: throw on a bathing suit and head to the pool.
***
Once I made it to the pool room, I dipped my toe in, seeing steam rise. Perfect temperature. I threw my towel back about 4 feet, and ran and jumped in. I resurface to see lots of steam rising, setting off a comfortable mood, which relaxed me.
I sunk under the surface and sat on the small seat thing. I could feel both temperatures mix around me as I shut my eyes and breathed out, another common thing about my kind is that we can breath underwater.
3rd Point of View
The Paladins rushed into the pool room, seeing a small amount of steam evaporating from the water, signifying that (Y/N) was in the pool.
Lance's Point of View
"Guys we gotta save her, she could be drowning!" I try to reason, cutting in on everyone's chatter.
Your Point of View
I happen to over hear the Paladins conversation, and decide to scare them, so I pop my head through the surface of the water.
"Hey guys, what'cha talkin' 'bout?" I ask, a small smirk resting on my face.
I lean against the side of the pool as they turn around to see me perfectly fine. With Lances dead inside face and Hunks scared shitless expression, I broke out laughing.
"Oh my Athena! That was hilarious!" I exclaimed, slipping back into the water. "You guys should hop in, its the right temperature."
***
I guess my day didn't turn out so bad after all.
This took too long, I apologize. My week was too busy and stressed to find time. But I should be getting back on track. I also failed to mention in the description, I can't write Lemons, I feel extremely uncomfortable with it; but I can write smut. It may not be that good, but it will have to do, sorry xxxCatzillaxxx.
